I had one last night, with Steigenator. It was a pretty good time. :J (yourcupoftea and middaymoon were there, too. Brutaly wasn't because she had to work. We'll get more in-depth with all this, later.)

First of all, it was a really fun party. I'd borrowed Britney's iPod for music to dance to, but it turned out that no one did, in fact, dance. Not a lot, at least. Most of us just played pool, talked, ate, and had fun. Some cuddled. Ahem.

Sarah came. I talked about her a long time ago as an agitated lizard? Yeah same girl. She was happy to not really have to wear a mask. I was slightly soured by this, since she whined forever about having to wear one, and that just...irked me, since it's all fun and games.

And then I was happy with her, compared to her older brother, who came in as a member of the KKK (except in red because that's his graduation gown).

-SIGH-

But the rest of the night was great. Kevin acted like a five-year-old, near the end, which meant he was having fun. It was...interesting, haha. I made a new friend. His name is Drew, and I don't think we'll talk ever again. I played pool a lot. I lost an old hat, but I got a cupcake and some extra time with Mr. Boyfriend Pants.

And generally, it was just like a gathering of people. Not a party in it's connotated form--that is, loud music and grinding--but just people talking and having fun together.

So good. I'm glad.

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Some kids need to learn some damn manners.

Halloween, of course. I was the one to hand out candy, since I'd gotten sick from some bad banana fritters earlier that day and got to come home early from school. When I get out of school early, I owe not only my teachers but my parents.

Thus, candy handing outage.

And I swear. First of all, the girls were WAY more polite. Something's wrong with parents, these days, if it's that clear to a teenager. And then kids put their hands all over the candy...where were the parents to put down the iron fist? At the bottom of the yard.

I have a pretty big yard.

It was just...stupid.

Though I have to say, the Minnie Mouse girl, Tinkerbell, and two pirate twins were totally the bomb. The parents (YES THERE WERE PARENTS AT THE DOOR WITH THEM WHOA) of the two pirates were like, And what do pirates say?

I was generally pleased. The kids were all, "Aargh..."

And I smiled and said, "YARGH."

And they looked at me like they'd just pissed themselves with pleasure.

Agh, some kids are so cute.

The bad and the good. :J

Let's say something in pirate to Kevin and see what he does.

10:38 start!

Result: generally unresponsive. Researcher was also slapped in the process.

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I guess you could say things have changed since I last blogged. :J

(Oh man I was about to say something but now I can't remember what.)

...Whoa.

(10:15:04 PM) Kevin: Sometimes..
(10:15:08 PM) Kevin: After a big squeeze.
(10:15:15 PM) Kevin: I go.. "Eeehhhhh."
(10:15:22 PM) Kagaboo: Squeeze?
(10:15:24 PM) Kevin: ...
(10:15:25 PM) Kevin: sneeze.
(10:15:27 PM) Kevin: <.<
(10:15:28 PM) Kagaboo: HAHAHA

I'm giggling loudly.

(10:21:37 PM) Kagaboo: I pictured someone hugging Kevin, drawing back, and all the sudden he looks around and goes, "EEEHHHH."


middaymoonandIareinarelationshipagain andit'sawesometakethatworld!

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I offered this guy in my French class a cough drop, today, because he's been sick and they help me tons. His name is Luc. He speaks French better than any of us--probably even the teacher, who was college-taught (I'm sure of it).

Anyway. Today, I was in French class. I threw aforementioned cough drop to him; he misses. We all chuckle a bit, and he laughs, too, but gets on the defense. He says I couldn't catch it, either. My chin is resting in my right hand.

I shrug and start to look down, and he whips the cough drop around and sends it flying at me at a pretty decent speed, especially when you consider how small and hard a cough drop is. It would hurt to be hit with one.

This is what I get, for offering a fellow sick person a cough drop? I believe we scientists call this bitingthehandthatfeeds-itis.

Luckily, I was not hit, because in the tiny fragment of time the cough drop took to reach my side of the room, I'd calmly taken my hand away from my chin and placed said hand directly in front of the cough drop, thus catching it. It made a pop in my hand.

The room went silent.



This is why you should enroll your children in baseball.

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